I have an old friend — really more of an old acquaintance — that I have lost touch with for over a year. It happened so subtly, so easily, days leading into weeks, weeks leading into months. Before you know it, you hardly know each other any more.
And it’s really too bad, because we live so close to each other. I know I’m the one who’s suffering the most from not getting together on a regular basis.
Whenever I would think about reestablishing our relationship, I would push those thoughts right out of my head. Darn it, it’s difficult to take the first step to reconnect, and to connect in a meaningful way, not just a superficial casual meeting that is doomed to fail from the start.
So first thing tomorrow morning I’m going to be the bigger person here (don’t snicker) and make the first move. I’m going to march straight down the stairs, take a left into the (gasp) exercise room, say “Good Morning, B****” to the elliptical trainer. And I’m going to spend, oh, maybe a whole four or five minutes with this lonely piece of machinery until I’m gasping and wheezing and unable to carry on a conversation any more. And if I can still walk on Tuesday, I’ll do it again.
Sue
LOL oh boy!
let us know if you survived the meeting.(((huggs))))
You had me going for a minute there, Sue. I’m beginning to think of names and
wondered who you’ve lost touch with…..and then……LOL!!!! Enjoy your meeting! and hope you’ll be able to walk on Tuesday!!